Teacher: So class, we all know there is no real definition of love, but what is yours?
Class: ...
Guy That's Usually Quiet: *raises hand* To me, love is complicated, but it's something real. It's when you see someone as they are and what they are, no matter what's wrong with them. It's when you see someone as completely perfect, even though they may have a billion imperfections. It's when you can't get that one person off your mind, no matter how hard you try. It's when even the slightest thing they say or do, changes you completely. And it's when you can't give up on them, even though you know that they've already given up on you. Love is the glue that holds the world together, in my opinion.
True story.